strictlysupreme Chapter 210 The original sin
Chapter 210 The original sin
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They climbed the stairs in complete darkness, a path that seemed to extend longer than usual, plunging them into a dense and bewildering gloom. Each step resonated in the silence, marking time slowly and heavily, as if the very place resisted being disturbed by their presence. The air, laden with the scent of ancient dust and the moisture of the ages.
Finally, they emerged into the light, finding themselves facing a small temple rising in the distance, bathed in a faint and ethereal light that seemed to emanate from its very structure. Rays of light filtered through cracks in the ceiling, creating a play of shadows and reflections.
The floor was littered with small stones, and fine specks of dust floated in the air, as if time itself had stopped in that forgotten place.
The temple, with its two floors and ancient architecture, exuded a sense of abandonment. Every detail, from the stones forming its walls to the cracks in its structure. Anthony observed the surroundings cautiously, letting his senses soak in the atmosphere.
Despite feeling the cold presence of the stone advancing through his arm, he felt no pain, just a strange sensation as if his skin were in cold water.
"The temple seems to have been abandoned for a long time," commented Persephone with a tone of concern, frowning as she examined her own arm.
They decided to venture into the temple, cautiously advancing through dark and silent corridors that resonated with the echo of their footsteps. In the center of the temple, they encountered a figure.
It was a creature, half stone and half flesh, standing at a height of 5 meters. Its eyes closed in an eternal slumber. Flesh arms and legs intertwined with a stone torso. Anthony approached the motionless figure cautiously, observing with fascination the stone resting between its fingers.
The golden stone shone with a dazzling intensity, like a small sun enclosed within it. In the following strokes of the representation, the man of flesh devoured the stone heart. The tiny stone on the ground began to tremble violently, voraciously absorbing all the silver blood spilled around it. Over time, the stone began to grow in size enormously, taking on the shape of a man.
This new being was identical to the stone giant lying inert on the ground.
As they progressed through the drawings, the newly formed stone man wandered aimlessly around the body of the stone giant, as if searching for something or waiting for a sign. At one point in the visual narrative, this being walked away from the battle site, embarking on a solitary journey to an unknown destination.
Upon reaching a new place, the stone man encountered a shocking scene: a colossal being of flesh lay dead on the ground, surrounded by pools of blood that seemed to stretch like an ocean. The stone man approached the fallen being cautiously, his eyes fixed on the mass of torn flesh. In a moment of deep introspection, his eyes turned to his own body, as if contemplating his own nature.
He approached the part where his heart should be only to realize that it had turned to stone, on top of it was another figure, a stone woman, the two stared at each other fixedly, after a few moments they came together and left, passing more and more images represented how these two created more and more stone babies, it was peaceful and in total harmony, thousands of stone people quickly populated the forest, it was perfect.
One day, men of flesh appeared, unleashing a fierce battle between the two factions that inhabited that ancient place. In a ruthless conflict, both groups clashed, leaving a trail of destruction that erased all traces of what they once were. Amidst the chaos, the original stone woman found love in a man of flesh, betraying her own kind.
The betrayal culminated in a heartbreaking act of violence: the stone woman stabbed her own kind in the back, leading to the death of those who were once her companions. The original stone man suffered an unimaginable loss, wounded and betrayed by those he trusted. In his despair, he took with him a part of the flesh of the fallen giant, as well as a crystal-clear stone.
With these treasures, the stone man built a huge pyramid, a refuge for the last of his kind. He designed intricate traps to ensure that the flesh beings never found them, thus protecting their home and legacy. However, in his loneliness and suffering, the stone man became obsessed with the betrayal of the original stone woman, questioning himself over and over again why she had abandoned him.
Gradually, the sanity of the stone man faded away. Consumed by obsession and pain, he began to devour the flesh he had brought with him, desperately seeking redemption in the form of those he had considered enemies. However, in his insatiable search, he only found damnation, ultimately losing all trace of humanity he may have once possessed.